My Night At Training – Dylan S

It was almost six pm Tuesday evening. I had hurling training and I was rushing around frantically, looking for my hurl and helmet. Mam was giving out to me because I am never ready. When I got to the all weather pitch it was raining. It was very misty so it was hard to see. When our match was over our coaches shouted at us to tell us that not many people turned up so we had to work really hard. At the end I could not find my crimson coloured coat. When my Dad came and collected me we passed this really scary graveyard. It looked like some zombies were just about to pop out of the ground. My dad drove really fast the whole way home!

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